This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here:
Huge success!
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.

Aperture Science.
We do what we must because we can
For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead.

But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying til you run out of cake
And the science gets done
And you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive!

--Ending song from Portal. :)

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Anyway... Hello, I am Akira Necris. Not my real name, but that is my internet name because I don't trust the internet with my real name.

Because I have a stalker.

And Stalkers are bad when they aren't a part of the Stalkers Anonymous (Which is me, only me.), so don't ask for my real name, because you won't get it.

However, I'm also on FaceBook as Akira Necris, so if you like me, love me, hate me, think I'm funny, or you're just plain BORED, look for me on there. But no, I will not join your apps on there. FarmVille is a no-go. As is everything else.

I'm:
-22, but I look/act perpetually 16
-an artist
-a very VERY amateur writer
-a singer
-a bather of dogs
-Doctor Who fanatic (If it weren't immature to say so, I would totally marry David Tennant. Also, if he weren't already married. FML)
-taken and I'm not looking to change that
-stressed 24/7
-the "normal one" at anime cons
-NOT into Yaoi
-Homophobic (but not as in "hates/is scared of gay people", because I didn't know they actually LIKED being called "homo" now. No, I'm scared of other girls. I don't like being hugged by them, or anything else. However, from an outside perspective, me and my cousin act gay enough to make gays blush, because we are the siblings we've always wanted but never got.)
-Spaztastic and extremely awkward
-a stereotypical high school drop out
-Completely useless at math (that's why I dropped out)
-Manic depressive (and some days, it shows)
-Bored, so I'm gonna go do that thing where I write stories and stuff. See ya!

Summary: He needed a mechanic, and Seto Kaiba only hires the absolute best. You needed a way out of your living situation and fewer trips to the hospital. He soon sees that you’re a no-nonsense woman with a clear cut view of business and personal life just as he is. Both of you never wanted to cross that line, but in the span of a single night, you both ended up getting yourselves tangled in a huge mess with seemingly no way to fix it.

On top of the chaos already created, Kaiba starts putting together pieces of the puzzle that is your life. Slowly, he begins to discover that you are much, much more than a mechanic. His suspicion is confirmed when he unearths the second and secret life you’ve been living.

Summary: You were alone and starving. That was the simplest answer to how you ended up in his bed and why there was money waiting for you on the nightstand. It was supposed to be business, but business has a nasty habit of going the wrong way sometimes.